<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134</id><updated>2024-10-04T18:58:27.978-07:00</updated><category term="poems"/><category term="poetry"/><category term="2011"/><category term="2012"/><category term="christmas"/><category term="smile on"/><category term="taylor swift"/><title type='text'>Ryan David Ginsberg</title><subtitle type='html'>I am Ryan David Ginsberg and I like to write. Hope you like to read. :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-4190816359952093284</id><published>2014-02-19T20:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2014-02-19T20:03:39.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desires</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I had the nerves to say what I feel inside&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my voice is muted, like a coward I hide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;m holding in my desires&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That burn like a fire&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;m in love with your mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And everything that I find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your body drives me wild&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I&#39;ll try to keep this mild&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna take a swim in those eyes, wrestle with those lips&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And girl you drive me crazy when you shaking those hips&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna silence the world, just listen to your voice&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could sit there forever if I had the choice&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you enter a room my heart skips a beat&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I&#39;m floating, yet I&#39;m still on my feet&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything around me blurs, yet I see you so clear&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come fall into my arms, you have nothing to fear&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn these feelings are strange, but I won&#39;t complain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;ll just keep them inside and hope that you feel the same&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/4190816359952093284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2014/02/desires.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/4190816359952093284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/4190816359952093284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2014/02/desires.html' title='Desires'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-3161593178143945507</id><published>2013-12-18T01:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2013-12-19T23:43:35.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Do Overs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;
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I haven&#39;t heard your voice in years&lt;/div&gt;
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It has been too long since you whispered in my ear&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Since you kissed me on my cheek&lt;/div&gt;
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And made my knees feel weak&lt;/div&gt;
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I miss looking in those brown eyes&lt;/div&gt;
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And knowing everything was alright&lt;/div&gt;
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Sitting on your bed with our fingers intertwined&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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It has been too long since you were all mine&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I need to hear that sweet voice, damn I miss your sweet voice&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I&#39;d listen to it all day if I had the choice&lt;/div&gt;
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I&#39;d be with you all day if I had the choice&lt;/div&gt;
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Tell you that I love you, until I lose my voice&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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But those days are over&lt;/div&gt;
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And there&#39;s no do overs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3161593178143945507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/12/no-do-overs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/3161593178143945507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/3161593178143945507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/12/no-do-overs.html' title='No Do Overs.'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-370696229342889672</id><published>2013-11-13T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2013-11-20T23:08:22.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Far Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
The vase sits alone on the table, as the girl waits eagerly&lt;/div&gt;
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He said he would be there shortly, so she sits, waits, patiently&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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She hasn&#39;t seen him in weeks, says he&#39;s been busy with school&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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She said don&#39;t worry, I understand, it&#39;s cool&lt;/div&gt;
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Then hangs up the phone and cries to herself, all alone&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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But he&#39;ll never say how she feels, so her feelings are never known&lt;/div&gt;
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She glances at the clock, he&#39;s over an hour late&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Just sit here, she tells herself, he&#39;ll show up just you wait&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Another twenty minutes go by, she begins to lose hope&lt;/div&gt;
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The phone rings and before it can ring twice she&#39;s already picked up&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&quot;Hey babe,&quot; it&#39;s been so long since she&#39;s heard his voice&lt;/div&gt;
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She hears him sigh, oh she knows that noise&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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He says he&#39;s too busy, maybe another time&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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She quietly wipes a tear, don&#39;t worry it&#39;s fine&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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She says she still loves him, he hangs up&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Fury fills her blood, she&#39;s so fed up&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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So sick of every excuse, they&#39;ve become so absurd&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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She throws the vase to the ground, as empty as his words&lt;/div&gt;
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Where the flowers should have been, but he never did show&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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He was never there to see her there, so he won&#39;t even see her go&lt;/div&gt;
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But she&#39;s gone,&lt;/div&gt;
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She&#39;s so far gone&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/370696229342889672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/11/so-far-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/370696229342889672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/370696229342889672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/11/so-far-gone.html' title='So Far Gone'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-4777546406474065760</id><published>2013-10-21T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-10-21T14:56:03.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Your Head Up</title><content type='html'>Lately I&#39;ve felt that the sun just doesn&#39;t shine so bright&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Cause recently I haven&#39;t been able to see its light&lt;br /&gt;
I saw a glimpse, but it was quickly choked by the shadows&lt;br /&gt;
And my smile quickly gone, choked by the sorrows&lt;br /&gt;
Fighting back the tears so I don&#39;t drown in its puddles&lt;br /&gt;
The pain comes quick, no longer so subtle&lt;br /&gt;
My scars bleed out and my soul screams out&lt;br /&gt;
Suffocating in all this doubt&lt;br /&gt;
I used to be glass half full, but now it&#39;s feeling so empty&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#39;t know whats gotten into me&lt;br /&gt;
I used to be all smiles, bow I don&#39;t even know what a smile is&lt;br /&gt;
And, honestly, I&#39;m kind of over all this shit&lt;br /&gt;
I try to hide it, but I feel it creeping out&lt;br /&gt;
And soon enough I won&#39;t be able to block it out&lt;br /&gt;
I have a civil war going on inside&lt;br /&gt;
And the demons seem to be the only ones that haven&#39;t died&lt;br /&gt;
I need to find the positivity of the day&lt;br /&gt;
Someone told me she&#39;s blessed &#39;cause she&#39;s got 2 arms and 2 legs&lt;br /&gt;
Damn, I needed to hear that about now&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Cause I&#39;ve been feeling so stressed out&lt;br /&gt;
Be thankful for one more breath&lt;br /&gt;
Soon these demons will face their death&lt;br /&gt;
Soon the sun will shine so bright&lt;br /&gt;
Block out the shadows and fill your life back up with light&lt;br /&gt;
Keep your head up, I just have to keep my head up&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#39;t give up, I just need to keep my head up</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/4777546406474065760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/10/keep-your-head-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/4777546406474065760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/4777546406474065760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/10/keep-your-head-up.html' title='Keep Your Head Up'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-34941023824021396</id><published>2013-05-29T18:53:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-29T18:53:40.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Drunk</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Noteworthy-Light; font-size: 15px; line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m drunk off your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hungover from your hips&lt;/div&gt;
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Got that ache in my heart&lt;/div&gt;
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And tingle on my lips&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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That scent in the air&lt;/div&gt;
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Reminds me you were here&lt;/div&gt;
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My heart still beating fast&lt;/div&gt;
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As the love beats clear&lt;/div&gt;
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My mind goes back&lt;/div&gt;
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To the first time&lt;/div&gt;
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Love is a battle&lt;/div&gt;
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But it sure as hell was worth the climb&lt;/div&gt;
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And all the skipped beats&lt;/div&gt;
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From when I saw your face&lt;/div&gt;
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And each time&lt;/div&gt;
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You stopped me in my place&lt;/div&gt;
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The lost breath&lt;/div&gt;
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And the sleepless nights&lt;/div&gt;
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The loving talks&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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And the brutal fights&lt;/div&gt;
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The memories we made&lt;/div&gt;
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They will never fade&lt;/div&gt;
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But you left out the front door&lt;/div&gt;
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Said you couldn&#39;t stay&lt;/div&gt;
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No, not tonight&lt;/div&gt;
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No, not ever&lt;/div&gt;
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So now I try to sober up&lt;/div&gt;
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But I&#39;ll be hungover forever&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/34941023824021396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/05/love-drunk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/34941023824021396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/34941023824021396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/05/love-drunk.html' title='Love Drunk'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-7798646627555632035</id><published>2013-05-05T00:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-05T00:13:28.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow it. Pursue it. Chase it.</title><content type='html'>It doesn&#39;t matter how crazy,&lt;br /&gt;
It doesn&#39;t matter how wild your dream is. &lt;br /&gt;
Follow it. &lt;br /&gt;
Pursue it. &lt;br /&gt;
Chase it. &lt;br /&gt;
Pour your heart, mind, and soul into it. &lt;br /&gt;
Turn the doubts and wonders into actions. &lt;br /&gt;
Don&#39;t ask &quot;what if?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
But rather answer it. &lt;br /&gt;
Ignore the hate and criticism being yelled in your ear.&lt;br /&gt;
Instead listen closer to the whispers of encouragement. &lt;br /&gt;
And turn those whispers of support into cheers.&lt;br /&gt;
Soon enough those cheers will hush the boos. &lt;br /&gt;
Soon enough your dreams will be more than just dreams. &lt;br /&gt;
Soon enough your reality will be greater than you ever perceived. &lt;br /&gt;
But not until you take your dream and follow it. &lt;br /&gt;
Pursue it.&lt;br /&gt;
Chase it. &lt;br /&gt;
Pour your heart, mind, and soul into it. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/7798646627555632035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/05/follow-it-pursue-it-chase-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/7798646627555632035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/7798646627555632035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/05/follow-it-pursue-it-chase-it.html' title='Follow it. Pursue it. Chase it.'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-2470907018585870818</id><published>2013-04-30T23:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-30T23:44:52.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Paths</title><content type='html'>







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&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;I stare at this fork in the road with two differing paths-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;One path a hundred years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;The other just one day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;The answer seems so clear from there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;But there’s so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;One has you in it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;The other doesn’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Sure, I could have a hundred years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;With money and cars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Fancy houses and tons of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Dogs and private beaches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Year long vacations in Maui,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Oh, the good life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;That life that we all strive for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;The success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;The satisfaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;The support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;The love of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;While the other path is dirty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;No house, just living on the street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;No clothes to wear, no food to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Lying here in the freezing snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;No hope and no where to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;I look at these paths,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Watch as everyone takes their hundred years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;They turn to me and ask,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;“Are you coming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;It’s everything we’ve ever wanted.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;I shake my head and watch as they all walk by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Sure, I could have a hundred years-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;With money and cars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Houses and friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Dogs and beaches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Long vacations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Living the good life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;But there is just one flaw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;You’re not there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;So I walk towards my last day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Happier than I could ever be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/2470907018585870818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/04/two-paths.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/2470907018585870818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/2470907018585870818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/04/two-paths.html' title='Two Paths'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-8857550246092140625</id><published>2013-04-30T17:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-30T17:18:47.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Place I&amp;#39;ve Never Been</title><content type='html'>Take me home,&lt;br /&gt;
To a place I&#39;ve never been.&lt;br /&gt;
A place I&#39;ve never seen,&lt;br /&gt;
Where my hair blows in the wind. &lt;br /&gt;
Lets take a little hike-&lt;br /&gt;
From the misery of life. &lt;br /&gt;
That brings me back afloat,&lt;br /&gt;
Because I&#39;m drowning in this strife. &lt;br /&gt;
Drowning in the doubt,&lt;br /&gt;
The fear and insecurities. &lt;br /&gt;
Hiding away in shame-&lt;br /&gt;
From all of my impurities. &lt;br /&gt;
So can we get away?&lt;br /&gt;
To a place I&#39;ve never been. &lt;br /&gt;
With some familiar faces,&lt;br /&gt;
Because all I need are my friends. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8857550246092140625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/04/a-place-i-never-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/8857550246092140625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/8857550246092140625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/04/a-place-i-never-been.html' title='A Place I&amp;#39;ve Never Been'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-6905901139354396898</id><published>2013-04-15T10:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-02T00:13:08.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fragile Heart</title><content type='html'>There&#39;s a lot on the mind of the girl in the corner &lt;br /&gt;
As her tears fall down on her broken heart &lt;br /&gt;
The picture ripped in half by her side&lt;br /&gt;
With the paper saying &quot;We&#39;re better off apart&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
She thought things were going smooth &lt;br /&gt;
The way she let down her guard &lt;br /&gt;
She never told him stop&lt;br /&gt;
Even though she knew he was going too far&lt;br /&gt;
All she wanted was love &lt;br /&gt;
The appreciation she never had&lt;br /&gt;
The love from the movies&lt;br /&gt;
That she wanted so bad&lt;br /&gt;
A kiss in the rain&lt;br /&gt;
But her love story was just a storm&lt;br /&gt;
The cuts bled deep&lt;br /&gt;
And the scars begin to form &lt;br /&gt;
Her tears begin to tattoo her face &lt;br /&gt;
After all they never seem to stop&lt;br /&gt;
Love conquers all&lt;br /&gt;
Or at least that&#39;s what she was thought &lt;br /&gt;
But maybe she had it all wrong&lt;br /&gt;
The meaning of this cliche&lt;br /&gt;
For maybe love does conquer &lt;br /&gt;
Just everyone in its way&lt;br /&gt;
As she lies there bleeding&lt;br /&gt;
Drunk on the thoughts &lt;br /&gt;
Suffering from pain&lt;br /&gt;
That only love brought &lt;br /&gt;
She tries to stand&lt;br /&gt;
But he cut her at the knees&lt;br /&gt;
She falls right over&lt;br /&gt;
With such a light breeze&lt;br /&gt;
Guess he never knew&lt;br /&gt;
How fragile was her heart&lt;br /&gt;
As he ripped up every piece&lt;br /&gt;
He never wanted her from the start &lt;br /&gt;
All he saw was skin&lt;br /&gt;
That looked nice up in his bed&lt;br /&gt;
Not realizing the heart in her chest&lt;br /&gt;
And the brain in her head&lt;br /&gt;
The soul inside &lt;br /&gt;
That may never trust again&lt;br /&gt;
Because the only thing she was looking for&lt;br /&gt;
Was someone to fall in love with </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/6905901139354396898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/04/the-fragile-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/6905901139354396898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/6905901139354396898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/04/the-fragile-heart.html' title='The Fragile Heart'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-3088670369085672028</id><published>2013-04-15T00:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-19T21:00:05.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beep, Beep, Beep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS2ROTlNNSvrkohqZ2Xbuyjb8UaRMcY2NDuyhPXmP4AJPkQsDsaSA&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS2ROTlNNSvrkohqZ2Xbuyjb8UaRMcY2NDuyhPXmP4AJPkQsDsaSA&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;I get so lost in that twinkle in your eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Time sits still as you walk on by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;And my heart skips beats when you give that little grin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;That transfers to my face oh, so big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Even as you leave and continue on your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;That smile stays on my face for the whole damn day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;I Think about when I will run into you next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Hope I don’t trip over myself with every single step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;And I hope my words can form themselves, because I know I’ll lose control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;You have hold on my heart, mind, and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;I look across the way and see her walking up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;The rest of world blurs as I stare at her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Can’t hear a sound, but her beautiful voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;I hope that this moment never has to end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Wishing on airplanes that you will never leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Stay here, right here by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Tell me again those words that you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;That night when we laid out for hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Staring at the stars, you turned and said those words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;“I love you”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Time froze, I froze, my heart didn’t beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;No sounds were made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;But those three words echoing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;They echoed over and over and over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;“I love you”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Even as you left and went on with your day&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
I could still hear you over and over again say&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;“I love you”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;But then my eyes open to me staring at my ceiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Turn over and I’m all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;The alarm goes off: beep, beep, beep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Guess that whole time I was just asleep&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3088670369085672028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/04/beep-beep-beep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/3088670369085672028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/3088670369085672028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/04/beep-beep-beep.html' title='Beep, Beep, Beep'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-8519444480532129205</id><published>2013-02-13T13:30:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2013-04-19T20:58:31.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Her</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;I know that we haven’t spoken in ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;And it’s about time for me to start flipping pages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;And stop staring at the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Cuz they’re just memories, but oh they’ll always last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;I can’t help but think about us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Everything we were and how easy everything was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Holding you in my arms, forget about the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Nothing else mattered, but me and this girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Your smile still has me mesmerized&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;And everything you did, I still have it memorized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Written on my soul, written on my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Written everywhere so we will never be apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;But I said I wasn’t ready, so I just let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Now that’s a regret that my heart will always know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Cuz the green of your eyes and the light of your halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Is an image that I can never let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;How you were so ticklish with every single touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;And every moment with you was always such a rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;But these are feelings that I decided to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Held them up deep, hid them all inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;Never let them out, so you never knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;That the only one ever on mind was always you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;And now every girl I meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;It is always with you that they must compete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;But they never stand a chance, because my heart is still yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;I said I’d never be in love, but damn I think you were my first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;And now no girl will ever have a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;You were my first and, hopefully, my last dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8519444480532129205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/02/ode-to-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/8519444480532129205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/8519444480532129205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2013/02/ode-to-her.html' title='Ode to Her'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-5154412240699911917</id><published>2012-11-13T19:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-11-13T19:22:52.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crippled Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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Dreams, they&#39;re a crazy thing&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes there is nothing quite so frightening &lt;/div&gt;
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Pouring your soul into this one desire &lt;/div&gt;
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Burning fiercely inside like a fire&lt;/div&gt;
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The only thing on your mind &lt;/div&gt;
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The dream that you hope you might find&lt;/div&gt;
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You want it so bad it&#39;s got you paralyzed &lt;/div&gt;
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Because failure is an option you&#39;ve just realized &lt;/div&gt;
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Afraid that you may fail, afraid that you may fall &lt;/div&gt;
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Pour out your soul, just to lose it all&lt;/div&gt;
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Then you look at the other side of the spectrum &lt;/div&gt;
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What may happen if success does come&lt;/div&gt;
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What if it doesn&#39;t live up to your expectation&lt;/div&gt;
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This thing that you have poured your life in &lt;/div&gt;
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The dream that haunts your sleep&lt;/div&gt;
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The dream that you&#39;ve kept so deep&lt;/div&gt;
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The dream your lips mutter and eyes scream&lt;/div&gt;
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With each breath you breath this dream&lt;/div&gt;
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You pray for this dream alone&lt;/div&gt;
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Like it is the only thing you&#39;ve ever known &lt;/div&gt;
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Each thought is consumed&lt;/div&gt;
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To this dream you&#39;ve become its groom&lt;/div&gt;
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But the fear of failure and the fear of success&lt;/div&gt;
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Has crippled you from putting this dream to the test&lt;/div&gt;
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The fear that they may not accept&lt;/div&gt;
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That this dream they may reject&lt;/div&gt;
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That you may be outcasted&lt;/div&gt;
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And see this dream never lasted &lt;/div&gt;
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So you hold onto this dream&lt;/div&gt;
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Never to see what it could have redeemed &lt;/div&gt;
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You&#39;re dreams speak no words to hear&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Because you have been crippled by fear &lt;/div&gt;
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There&#39;s only one life, spend it right, don&#39;t waste it&lt;/div&gt;
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Spend it chasing dreams, not sitting there wasted&lt;/div&gt;
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Pour out your soul in everything you do&lt;/div&gt;
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Not pouring out your bottle so you can chase twos&lt;/div&gt;
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Try to change the world, but only for the better&lt;/div&gt;
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Give everything you got, and make nobody a debtor&lt;/div&gt;
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Give your time, give your heart, give your soul in everything&lt;/div&gt;
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Not wondering what your efforts may bring&lt;/div&gt;
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Go the extra mile, go an extra two&lt;/div&gt;
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And never wonder what they may do for you&lt;/div&gt;
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Smile all the time, but only from your heart&lt;/div&gt;
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Don&#39;t just smile so you can play the part&lt;/div&gt;
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Love one another as you love yourself&lt;/div&gt;
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Don&#39;t dwell on the past, you must forgive yourself&lt;/div&gt;
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Let your&amp;nbsp;anxieties&amp;nbsp;go, throw them onto God&lt;/div&gt;
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Rip away those chains for your freedoms been bought&lt;/div&gt;
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Your bill has been paid, carried by the cross&lt;/div&gt;
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Forget about evil, for it&#39;s already lost&lt;/div&gt;
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Now the horns can&#39;t pierce and the fire can&#39;t burn&lt;/div&gt;
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For grace has been given, it is nothing we can earn&lt;/div&gt;
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Given by faith, never by our actions&lt;/div&gt;
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We are all His children, just different complexions&lt;/div&gt;
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We live different lives, but&amp;nbsp;receive&amp;nbsp;the same love&lt;/div&gt;
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All are equal and no one is above&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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There&#39;s only one life, spend it right, don&#39;t waste it&lt;/div&gt;
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Be confident in your path, for God&#39;s already paved it&lt;/div&gt;
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Life is a puzzle, that&#39;s all it really is&lt;/div&gt;
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Each moment is just another piece&lt;/div&gt;
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The here and now, that&#39;s just one piece&lt;/div&gt;
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There&#39;s a much bigger picture&lt;/div&gt;
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All you have to do is take the pieces&lt;/div&gt;
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And put them all together&lt;/div&gt;
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Each piece has it&#39;s perfect match&lt;/div&gt;
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You just need to find it&lt;/div&gt;
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Maybe that piece hasn&#39;t yet been made&lt;/div&gt;
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So, you have to wait&lt;/div&gt;
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For the pieces to fit together&lt;/div&gt;
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So you can finally see that&amp;nbsp;beautiful&amp;nbsp;picture&lt;/div&gt;
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Because there is nothing beautiful about 100 pieces&lt;/div&gt;
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Just waiting to be put together&lt;/div&gt;
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But it seems my pieces don&#39;t fit&lt;/div&gt;
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So I just wait for the pieces to fall together&lt;/div&gt;
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Because I know when they do&lt;/div&gt;
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Oh, when they do&lt;/div&gt;
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It&#39;ll be b-e-a-utiful&lt;/div&gt;
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Oh, so beautiful&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3672670108861988598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2012/10/100-pieces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/3672670108861988598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/3672670108861988598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2012/10/100-pieces.html' title='100 Pieces'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-315260010211053943</id><published>2012-10-10T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-10-12T14:38:02.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Would You?</title><content type='html'>If I closed my eyes could I see you again,&lt;br /&gt;
Go back in time to how things were back then?&lt;br /&gt;
If I muted the world could I hear you speak?&lt;br /&gt;
Get back my strength, cuz since you left I&#39;ve been so weak.&lt;br /&gt;
If I held out my hand would you take it back,&lt;br /&gt;
Pick up my broken&amp;nbsp;pieces&amp;nbsp;and get me back on track?&lt;br /&gt;
If I gave you my heart could you help it mend,&lt;br /&gt;
Be my&amp;nbsp;guard&amp;nbsp;there to defend?&lt;br /&gt;
If we were given a choice, one day together or a million apart,&lt;br /&gt;
Would you give up your life and give me your heart?&lt;br /&gt;
If you could go back and change how things went,&lt;br /&gt;
Would you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/315260010211053943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2012/10/would-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/315260010211053943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/315260010211053943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2012/10/would-you.html' title='Would You?'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-1814979751630326380</id><published>2012-10-10T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-10-10T13:08:46.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Come Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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The clouds flood over my head&lt;/div&gt;
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Blocking away the sun until the light is dead&lt;/div&gt;
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The darkness of the clouds begin to pour out&lt;/div&gt;
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Flooding the streets so the light can&#39;t be found&lt;/div&gt;
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Raindrops hitting all around&lt;/div&gt;
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Creating new obstacles on the ground&lt;/div&gt;
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And all the darkness blocks my view&lt;/div&gt;
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Blocks my sight, so it&#39;s no longer on You&lt;/div&gt;
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I try to find my place&lt;/div&gt;
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But the darkness has blocked my grace&lt;/div&gt;
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As the storm continues&lt;/div&gt;
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Just wishing it would be through&lt;/div&gt;
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But the rain turns to thunder&lt;/div&gt;
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All these noises make me wonder&lt;/div&gt;
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Then come lightning streaks across the sky&lt;/div&gt;
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Tries to pass off as true light, but I know that that&#39;s a lie&lt;/div&gt;
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Giving false glimpses of hope&lt;/div&gt;
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As darkness continues to scope&lt;/div&gt;
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Looking for its next victim&lt;/div&gt;
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Oh, light please come&lt;/div&gt;
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For it seems the light has been drowned out&lt;/div&gt;
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And I&#39;m trying not to doubt&lt;/div&gt;
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But I don&#39;t know when I&#39;ll see it again&lt;/div&gt;
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As the cloud keeps on pourin&#39;&lt;/div&gt;
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I&#39;m just looking for a sign&lt;/div&gt;
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A rainbow, possibly, across the sky&lt;/div&gt;
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Where&#39;s all that You promised us?&lt;/div&gt;
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I need to be patient, I must, I must&lt;/div&gt;
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And I wonder when this storm will be done&lt;/div&gt;
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And the light can come back from the sun&lt;/div&gt;
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To take away this darkness that I see&lt;/div&gt;
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Oh, come sun, I plea, I plea&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/1814979751630326380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2012/10/oh-come-sun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/1814979751630326380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/1814979751630326380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2012/10/oh-come-sun.html' title='Oh, Come Sun'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-3953794988172718668</id><published>2012-10-07T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-10-09T01:32:13.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Price of Regret</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh, what a heavy pillow you have&lt;/div&gt;
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From all the dreams you have left on it&lt;/div&gt;
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Each day and each night, they pile on&lt;/div&gt;
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But you fear too much to pick them up&lt;/div&gt;
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Fear too much to live them out&lt;/div&gt;
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So they just remain&lt;/div&gt;
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Silent, oh so silent&lt;/div&gt;
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As you add on&lt;/div&gt;
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Day after day&lt;/div&gt;
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Night after night&lt;/div&gt;
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Dream after dream&lt;/div&gt;
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But they never move&lt;/div&gt;
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So many excuses flood in your head&lt;/div&gt;
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As you drown in the dreams that you left on your bed&lt;/div&gt;
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As fear forces you to tie them down&lt;/div&gt;
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Tie them down and never live them out&lt;/div&gt;
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As the days go by&lt;/div&gt;
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Your dreams never leave&lt;/div&gt;
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For a dream is something that&#39;s hard to forget&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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And no one can measure the price of regret&lt;/div&gt;
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Legs so long, like they would never end&lt;/div&gt;
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Long blonde hair just flowing in the wind&lt;/div&gt;
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Your beady blue eyes have me so lost&lt;/div&gt;
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Your warmness has made my cold heart defrost&lt;/div&gt;
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Your name playing in my head on repeat&lt;/div&gt;
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You come near and my heart skips a beat&lt;/div&gt;
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Reaching for your hand as our fingers intertwine&lt;/div&gt;
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In a world of hell, but with you it&#39;s just fine&lt;/div&gt;
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Your voice, the only sound I hear&lt;/div&gt;
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I can&#39;t help but smile whenever you are near&lt;/div&gt;
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I&#39;ll do anything to hear your gorgeous laugh&lt;/div&gt;
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I&#39;ve loved you since the first day, I&#39;ll never take that back&lt;/div&gt;
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My soul just loves everything you are&lt;/div&gt;
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Tattooed to my heart, so you can never be too far&lt;/div&gt;
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The present of your presence, the only thing I need&lt;/div&gt;
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I want you all to myself, guess you can call it greed&lt;/div&gt;
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I will love you with everything I got&lt;/div&gt;
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You complete me with everything I&#39;m not&lt;/div&gt;
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They say that opposites attract&lt;/div&gt;
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Well I must be the devil, &#39;cause you&#39;re an angel, that&#39;s a fact&lt;/div&gt;
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Before you, I was a boy so lost&lt;/div&gt;
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But God came through, and to me you were tossed&lt;/div&gt;
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Your halo so bright, to light up my path&lt;/div&gt;
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&#39;Cause i was suffering from the darkness of life&#39;s wrath&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I give you my soul, give you my heart&lt;/div&gt;
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Praying that you and I will never be apart&lt;/div&gt;
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So kiss my lips, connect to my soul&lt;/div&gt;
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&#39;Cause I am just a boy, but with you I am full&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/2806963933353197346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2012/09/i-am-full.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/2806963933353197346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/2806963933353197346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2012/09/i-am-full.html' title='I Am Full'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-6070578281344879177</id><published>2012-09-26T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-10-09T01:32:41.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Sometimes I stutter when I talk&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes I stumble when I walk&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes I trip when I run&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes I come and ruin all the fun&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes I forget my name when I see her&lt;/div&gt;
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Is it Ryan? I&#39;m not really too sure&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes I forget the answer in class&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes I&#39;m too nervous to even ask&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes I don&#39;t know which &#39;to&#39; to use&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes I just feel confused&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes I lie&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes I cry&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes I nod, because I don&#39;t want to ask &#39;what?&#39;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes I&#39;m the chicken that won&#39;t cross the road, because I don&#39;t have the guts&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes I feel so insecure&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes I act immature&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Sometimes I&#39;m not perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;But I was made by a God who is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/6070578281344879177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2012/09/sometimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/6070578281344879177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/6070578281344879177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2012/09/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-8553743142994722648</id><published>2012-09-22T09:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-10-09T20:00:38.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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Sometimes the hardest things in life is chasing after a dream. Chasing after something you really, really want, but fearing that you just don&#39;t have what it takes. Whether that dream be acting, singing, becoming a doctor, going to Harvard, or being the world&#39;s greatest hobo, we all feel that little bit of fear. And, sadly, that fear is sometimes enough to hold us back from ever truly reaching after that dream. So, instead of going after what we really want, we go the typical route of life for security: we graduate high school, go to college, major in whatever we can get a job in, graduate, maybe go to grad school, and live our whole lives in a cubical. But, in the end, what do you have? Nothing more than a heart of regret and a head filled with &#39;what ifs&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Honestly, screw security. Who cares about what the world says we should do. Who are they to decide what we do with our lives? If you want to act, then act. If you want to make music, then make music. If you want to write, then write. If you want to be homeless...don&#39;t do that, that one should probably be avoided. The only thing we should be seeking out in life is happiness, not security. If you have a dream, chase it so fast, chase it so hard, chase it with all you got, chase with every single ounce of energy that your body possesses, so that at the end of the day you don&#39;t have to ask yourself &#39;what if&#39;, because you&#39;ll know. That&#39;s the only real security you need in life.&lt;br /&gt;
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And often we fear that we won&#39;t have the support of our peers, fear that we may be teased, that we may be ridiculed. But, truth is, you will. Everything worth chasing in life has a group of critics on the other side. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;But if you don&#39;t bet on yourself, no one will&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. So take all your chips, take every single chip, and slide those all to the middle of the table. Put every chip that you have and place them on your dream. Don&#39;t be half in, quarter in, mostly in, but be ALL IN! If you really want something, if you really want it, then take all you&#39;ve got and chase that dream. Chase it so fast, chase it so hard, chase it with all you got, chase it with every single ounce of energy your body possesses, so that at the end of the day you don&#39;t have to ask yourself &#39;what if&#39;,&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;you&#39;ll know. Yes, that needed to&amp;nbsp;reiterated. Be all in. Because if you believe in yourself, they&#39;ll come around. So take your chips, be all in.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8553743142994722648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2012/09/all-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/8553743142994722648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/8553743142994722648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2012/09/all-in.html' title='All In'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888875065167203134.post-5873585424237222388</id><published>2012-09-19T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-10-09T20:01:03.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forks in the Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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In life you come to forks in the road,&lt;/div&gt;
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You can either go left or you can go right.&lt;/div&gt;
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You make your decision, then you move on.&lt;/div&gt;
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You go down a few more steps,&lt;/div&gt;
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Maybe a couple miles, maybe a few feet,&lt;/div&gt;
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Then you come to another fork.&lt;/div&gt;
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You are then left to decide once more.&lt;/div&gt;
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You decide, then it&#39;s done-&lt;/div&gt;
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And life goes on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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And you reach another fork,&lt;/div&gt;
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And the pattern continues.&lt;/div&gt;
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Not knowing, however, that each path&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Has it&#39;s own life.&lt;/div&gt;
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Each direction, the left and right,&lt;/div&gt;
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Both lead to whole new&amp;nbsp;lives,&lt;/div&gt;
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To whole new&amp;nbsp;decisions,&lt;/div&gt;
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To whole new endings and beginnings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Each fork in the road is like the flutter of a butterflies wing,&lt;/div&gt;
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Swirling the world into a whole new direction.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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All based on that simple&amp;nbsp;decision,&lt;/div&gt;
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Left or right?&lt;br /&gt;
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I see your face, shining through my memories&lt;/div&gt;
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And I can hear your voice in every single story&lt;/div&gt;
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And God knows your name by heart, from every single prayer&lt;/div&gt;
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You may be gone, but I always will care&lt;/div&gt;
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Your name is&amp;nbsp;permanently&amp;nbsp;tattooed in my heart&lt;/div&gt;
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Put it there so we will never be apart&lt;/div&gt;
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Put it at the tip, so I don&#39;t ever have to dig&lt;/div&gt;
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Have my arms spread, I love you this big&lt;/div&gt;
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Wrapped around the world so many times they can never miss it&lt;/div&gt;
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Just sitting here wishing you didn&#39;t have to exit&lt;/div&gt;
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Exit my life, to never come back&lt;/div&gt;
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I&#39;m a train wreck, fell so far off the track&lt;/div&gt;
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As the train&#39;s steam reaches for the heavens&lt;/div&gt;
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Carrying every&amp;nbsp;cried&amp;nbsp;prayer with them&lt;/div&gt;
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Every shout and every tear&lt;/div&gt;
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All wishing that you were still here&lt;/div&gt;
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But, like they say, every good thing ends&lt;/div&gt;
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And my heart one day might mend&lt;/div&gt;
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But until then, I wait&lt;/div&gt;
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Tick-tock, tick-tock; I wait&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #eeeeee;&quot;&gt;The cross symbolizes so, so, so much. But there is one thing that has just crossed my mind. Ready, set, read!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #eeeeee;&quot;&gt;Okay, so Jesus(the &lt;u style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;perfect&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;man, God&#39;s son, fully God and fully man) was sentenced to the most brutal death one can imagine! He was beat with over 100 lashes(over double what is considered &lt;i&gt;automatic death&lt;/i&gt;), he then is spit on, crowned by thorns (are you joking?? Could you imagine the pain?!), forced to carry an&amp;nbsp;extremely&amp;nbsp;heavy cross for miles and miles through a village of mocking people. He was spit at some more, punched, kicked, thrown to the ground, dirt kicked in his face, and received very gruesome taunts. Then after all of that was nailed to a cross, I said &lt;i style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;nailed to a cross!!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Had nails hammered into both wrists and then had his ankles nailed together! Do you have any idea the pain it would be to receive nails through your flesh, nerves, tendons, muscles, bones? I don&#39;t want to know that pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #eeeeee;&quot;&gt;Oh, and did I mention that this whole time He had the power to end all of this?? To end all the pain, to end all the torture! But He loved us &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; much that he didn&#39;t even &lt;b style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;NUMB &lt;/b&gt;a single nerve. He didn&#39;t numb out a single ounce of pain! He felt every single whip to his back, every nail, glass shard, and more that ripped his skin off, felt every single kick, felt every thorn to his head, felt the pain of carrying the cross, along with carrying every burden of every man, of every female to ever (I said EVER!) walk this earth(whether that be Adam, Eve, Abraham, Moses, Napoleon, Henry V, Shakespeare, Hitler, Stalin, me, you, and every single person that hasn&#39;t even yet been born).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #eeeeee;&quot;&gt;Back to the point. Actually, all of this is the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #eeeeee;&quot;&gt;All of this was put onto Jesus, the &lt;u style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;perfect&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;man, the son of God, fully God and fully man. And what happens after all of this? He &lt;i style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;conquers&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;death, yes I said &lt;i style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;conquers death&lt;/i&gt;!! Have you ever heard of a man who has been dead for three days, thrown in a tomb, had his heart stopped, no food, no water, no oxygen and then all of a sudden, three days later (BAM!) he&#39;s walking around completely alive? Nope, just Jesus! Could you imagine the &lt;i style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;power &lt;/i&gt;it would take to bring a man back from the dead? That is an &lt;i style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;insane &lt;/i&gt;amount of power and strength! But who has that strength? Oh, that&#39;s right &lt;i style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;GOD&lt;/u&gt;!!!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;God has the power, has the strength, and has the &lt;i style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;love &lt;/i&gt;to do so!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #eeeeee;&quot;&gt;So, if God was willing to put the &lt;u style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;perfect &lt;/u&gt;man, the son of God, fully God and fully man to death just so He could &lt;i style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;overcome&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;it, then why should we ever be discouraged? Why should we ever fear? Why should we ever doubt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #eeeeee;&quot;&gt;We so quickly allow ourselves to get down when things aren&#39;t going completely as we planned. Well, next time you feel&amp;nbsp;discouraged&amp;nbsp;just remember this: God put Jesus through all of that so He could &lt;i style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;use Him&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to overcome death. So, what makes you think he won&#39;t &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;use you&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;to overcome whatever that obstacle in your life may be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #134f5c; color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;In my opinion, the best worded phrase in a historical document* is found in the&amp;nbsp;Declaration&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;Independence. This phrase is very renown and goes like this:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #134f5c; color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;pursuit of Happiness.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #134f5c; color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;The part I want to focus on is the underlined, bolded, italicized part(so it cannot be missed!!); &quot;the pursuit of happiness.&quot; Even our forefathers knew that happiness was not a given right, but the pursuit of it was. So, how do we then attain happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;Well, like stated, it is a pursuit. To pursue something is to seek after something; in this case, happiness. Happiness must be something we seek out every single day. We must seek happiness in all we do: in every breath, in every step, in every word, in every action, in every decision. The biggest lie that we can ever tell ourselves is that we are &lt;i&gt;entitled&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;to happiness. That we have worked so hard and we are now &lt;i&gt;entitled&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to this. Truth is, we are only entitled to the pursuit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;So, whatever it is that you are going through in your life: whether it be a relationship, school, work, sports, acting, singer, whatever it is, you must &lt;i&gt;pursue&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;happiness. You must seek it out with all you&#39;ve got! If you want to have that smile on your face, that smile that you &lt;i&gt;actually &lt;/i&gt;mean, you have to seek it out in everything you do. There are many things in life that you can attain through connections or just pure luck, like landing that perfect job, meeting that dream producer, landing an&amp;nbsp;audition&amp;nbsp;in that dream movie. But, once you get that job, record deal, or leading role, what must you do? You must continually work at it, must continually grind, must continually seek it out! It is never finished, it is never accomplished, it is never done. It is a pursuit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;Happiness is attainable, it is very, very attainable. But, where will you look for it? Guess it&#39;s just yours to pursue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;*Besides the Bible, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/feeds/7710698636193820967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2012/09/the-pursuit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/7710698636193820967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888875065167203134/posts/default/7710698636193820967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryanginsberg.blogspot.com/2012/09/the-pursuit.html' title='The Pursuit'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12855519997370067543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>